[Written for the Sentinel]

Father, Guide Me

Father, when earth's storms are raging,May I never go astray;Be my pilot, ever guidingThrough the troubled homeward way.

Father, guide me through the darkness,Through the twilight, o'er the sea;When the storm winds drive and blacken,I seem far from light, and Thee.

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